@lastofthepast
Dorothy had never had much of a memory for names or faces. She felt a vague familiarity upon looking upon this face, however. So, she stared. She kept silent, her power armored head tilting just slightly (as far as the helmet would allow), and watched her.
“Oh! I remember you, now!”
She grinned and pulled off her helmet to give the other woman a proper greeting. “How’s the dog been?”













